Why (Memories) ft. Flyco Lyrics

Why are the good memories buried

Why are the bad memories carried

Why is it so hard to heal

Why does looking back cause hurting

Why does it feel so unnerving

Why is this sickness all I feel

Back then I had a whole lotta friends

At least that's what I believed

Til the time we spent would end

I didn't realize I was deceived

Was it me? Was I the reason you longed to leave?

When I thought I was an evergreen with all the leaves

Turns out I was a fallen tree

Honestly, I gotta give credit to the past

From what I remember I was at peace

So even if people despised or chastised

It never really got to me

Lost track of those that talked behind my back

But I would never fall beneath

I would just move on with ease

How I miss the days when I thought everything would be A-OK

When I'm older, but those have gone away

Why are the good memories buried

Why are the bad memories carried

Why is it so hard to heal

Why does looking back cause hurting

Why does it feel so unnerving

Why is this sickness all I feel

Stabbed in the back but the wounds would go unnoticed

Can't tell if it's a good thing or a bad thing, I'd be losing so much focus

Only now I realize that I never really dodged the bullets

Especially when doctors tried to pull it

I'd be asking myself, "What's wrong with me?

Why can't I move on with modesty?"

There's gotta be an explanation

When I ask people they'd never state it

They'd just tell me "fix yourself" as if it was helping

There's problems, we could solve em if you would tell me

But you would rather keep me wandering and wondering

Keep me pondering and thundering— literally brainstorming

Why can't I put a halt to the pain forming

How I miss the days

When I thought everything would be A-OK

When I'm older, but those have gone away

Why are the good memories buried

Why are the bad memories carried

Why is it so hard to heal (memories, oh memories)

Why does looking back cause hurting

Why does it feel so unnerving

Why is this sickness all I feel (memories, oh memories)

Why am I here, why am I scared, is the end near

I don't know, should I hold on, should I stay strong, what's going on

Where should I go, I don't know, stuck in a dead end once again

World so cold, on my own, I might just not make it, yeah

Picking my thoughts out, can't control them, you seen them, they run wild

I don't know where to go, see I'm trapped now, rather be all alone than to go out

I'm 18 and I don't got it figured out, yeah, that's a man down

Degenerate incompetent fool with his pants down

I made a promise that someday that I'd make it out

And never to back down, I'm claiming the king's crown

But memories flowing again, it got me wondering like

I don't know, memories cold, attacking my soul, yeah, yeah

I don't know, where should I go

Why are the good memories buried

Why are the bad memories carried

Why is it so hard to heal (memories, oh memories)

Why does looking back cause hurting

Why does it feel so unnerving

Why is this sickness all I feel (memories, oh memories)